I have a first-born son Who is severely disabled But he brings great gifts to me. He brings to my life Sweetness. He looks at me. He fully accepts me as I am. He knows what love is And because of him I do, too. He brings to my life Focus. He points my life in new...

Lew is five years old and it is the first time that I shake my fists in anger at God. On a Thursday in the early spring of 1987 Jeannette Osborne tells us about a workshop that is going to be held in Somerset, Kentucky on Friday and Saturday. She doesn’t know much...